We went in via Livingston, the north entrance.
Loads less tourista’s that way.
Funniest thing was when we were stopped as there was a forest ranger standing on the side of the road protecting a small baby bear in a tree from folks wanting to take selfies.
Mom obviously was nearby and wasn’t in the mood for any guff.
Lucky nobody got hurt.
We went in the west entrance, out the south, spent the night in a hotel, back in the south, and out the northeast.
That northeast exit was one of the most dramatic drives I’ve ever taken.